Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1266 - 230:

"Smells good, feels delightful to the touch."

"Such words truly disgrace the Buddhist Sect."

"Let me know when you find your Buddhist Sect, and I'll personally visit and disgrace it."

The three of them walked together into a pavilion, where there were tables and chairs, and upon the table, delectable dishes and fine wines were laid out.

At that moment, a little monkey dashed over, eyed the dishes on the table, reached out to grab one, but then looked at the faces at the table, hesitantly withdrew its hand, and popped its finger into its mouth to suck.

Sun Baishen proactively picked up a dish from the table and handed it to the monkey.

The little monkey took the dish, happily spoke in human tongue, "Thank you, Bodhisattva, thank you, Bodhisattva!"

Sun Baishen pinched its nose playfully and said, "How many times have I told you, I'm not a Bodhisattva, don't call me Bodhisattva."

Little Monkey: "The villagers who benefited from you all call you Bodhisattva, so you are Bodhisattva."

"Alright, off you go now." Sun Baishen waved his hand.

The little monkey took the dish and sat happily in a corner outside the pavilion to eat.

Wei Zhengdao: "Daring enough to express desire on its own, Sun Baishen, this monkey of yours isn't well trained, in the future, it might scratch your face."

Sun Baishen chuckled, "It's just a child."

Wei Zhengdao: "A child is a child, livestock is livestock. If you treat livestock as humans, you'll end up harming both the livestock and yourself."

Sun Baishen: "Righteous Path Brother, that's too much, it's not as dramatic as that."

Wei Zhengdao: "When it disregards your words and calls you Bodhisattva, it's flattery. This animal thinks too much. It can be raised as a monkey, but don't fatten it. If I were raising it, I would have already made monkey brain stew."

Sun Baishen took out a wooden box from his pocket and pushed it towards Wei Zhengdao.

Wei Zhengdao flicked his fingers to open it, revealing a thick stack of Buddha Skin Paper inside, instantly, sandalwood fragrance filled the pavilion.

"Just this little?"

"So much, isn't it enough for you?"

"It's too little, not enough."

"Even if there were more, I wouldn't have any."

"Aren't you referred to as Buddha's son? How about persuading believers to self-sacrifice, donating their worthless skins? I really love this paper."

At this moment, the one under the Peach Forest, Qing'an, spoke up, "Righteous Path sometimes, when sleeping at night, covers himself with this Buddha Skin Paper."

Sun Baishen: "The fragrance of this paper indeed aids sleep."

Wei Zhengdao tapped the table, "Hey, I'm asking you."

Sun Baishen: "That method harms the Heavenly Dao, how can it be used."

Wei Zhengdao: "If Buddhas use it, why can't I? All must be harmed, whether by Buddha or by you, what's the difference?"

Qing'an: "Brother Baishen, please don't mind."

Sun Baishen waved his hand, "No matter, I know Righteous Path Brother misunderstands my Buddhist Sect, someday I will personally prove to Righteous Path Brother..."

Wei Zhengdao: "Prove how correct this misunderstanding is."

Sun Baishen forced a bitter smile.

He knows how mysterious this person in front of him is. If it weren't for the Buddha Skin Paper that the other wants, he wouldn't even meet him.

"Has Righteous Path Brother ever thought of establishing a sect?"

Wei Zhengdao: "No interest in that."

"But Righteous Path Brother, your skills, wouldn't it be a waste if ended without legacy?"

Wei Zhengdao: "My stuff, ordinary folks wouldn't be able to learn."

Qing'an: "I merely learned a bit."

Wei Zhengdao glanced at Qing'an sitting beside him, his expression slightly changed, appearing to be in some pain:

"Qing'an, you shouldn't have learned."

Qing'an: "Alright alright, even if it's hard to learn, I've already learned half of your absolute skills, how can I possibly stop."

The pained look on Wei Zhengdao's face disappeared, nodded with a smile, "Then study it, I want to see if others learning it will have different effects."

Sun Baishen took out a book, placed it on the table, said, "Recently I had an opportunity, came across a sutra named 'Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra', is Righteous Path Brother interested in reading?"

Wei Zhengdao flipped through the book on the table, said, "Fragments?"

Sun Baishen: "It's a broken sutra, is Righteous Path Brother willing to work with me to deduce and complete it?"

Wei Zhengdao closed the book, pushed it back disdainfully, "Useless to me, nothing dares to possess me."

Sun Baishen reluctantly retrieved the book.

"Righteous Path Brother, there's one more thing."

"Sun Baishen, your matters are thicker than Buddha Skin Paper."

"I still have some at home."

"Speak."

"The world is in turmoil, chaotic under heaven, causing the Heavenly Dao to be muddled, demons rampant, us..."

"Hold your tongue."

Sun Baishen: "..."

Wei Zhengdao: "Some things, you go ahead and do if you want. I don't even care for Qing'an's survival, expecting me to care for humanity?"

Sun Baishen: "But Righteous Path Brother, you are indeed of this era..."

Wei Zhengdao: "In this world, truly few know about this, not because no one knows, but because most who knew, are no longer in this world."

Sun Baishen nodded.

Wei Zhengdao picked up the wooden box containing Buddha Skin Paper, stood up and walked out of the pavilion, waving:

"Compassion is for others to hear, if you truly believe it, you'll ruin yourself."

Sun Baishen stood inside the pavilion, watching Qing'an follow Wei Zhengdao to leave.

"Righteous Path Brother, I will prove it to you."

Then, the scene distorted.

Li Zhiyuan noticed he had only reached the fourth tier of the steps, which had twelve tiers in total, meaning two more segments of memory scenes were ahead.

In the next segment, the memory scenes moved swiftly, like fleeting horses. If it weren't for Li Zhiyuan's exceptional memory capacity, he wouldn't be able to withstand such impact.

Within these scenes, Li Zhiyuan saw the little monkey beside Sun Baishen gradually growing up; firstly donning human clothes, then armor, and picking up a staff.